Touched (The Untouched Trilogy #2)(41)

He walked over to me when they had all left. He traced a fingertip slowly along my cheek. I closed my eyes as the heated currents of his touch traveled through me.

“I thought they’d never leave,” he said, reaching down to pick me up. I wrapped my legs around his firm body as he kissed me. He broke our kiss and lowered me to the floor.

“Did you arrange that?” I asked, referring to the dinner invite.

“Yes,” he replied, grabbing my hand and leading me out of the room.

“Why?” I asked.

“To fulfill your request.”



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Aiden located our phones and turned them both off. He placed my phone on the dresser and turned toward me. “This is going to take some time and I don’t want to be interrupted.”

The aura of the room instantly changed. Hunger, lust and anticipation hang in the air. He sauntered toward me and immediately captured me in his arms. He lowered his mouth to mine, softly caressing my lips as his hands traveled down my back, pulling me closer to his hard body. He severed our kiss and cradled my face as he searched my eyes. Was he seeking affirmation? He had it. I wanted him. I needed him.

“Tonight is about us and I don’t want to focus on anyone else but us. I want to spend the entire night showing you how much you mean to me,” he said.

He unhurriedly lifted the silk material over my head. I watched his eyes darken as they hungrily traveled my body. He stepped back and sat on the edge of the bed … his eyes lingering on my lips, my breasts, and the heated area between my thighs. I stood before him naked and unashamed as he savored and coveted my body ... the body that was his and his alone. I walked over to the bed and reached out to him; I wanted to undress him. I reached for his hand and he stood, towering over me. I placed my hands on his waist, immediately seduced by the feel of his skin. I eased my hands inside the top edge of his pajamas and found the drawstring. I untied it and watched as they dropped, pooling around his ankles. His thick, erect shaft blatantly demanded my attention. I reached for him, relishing the feel of his heavy manhood. I stroked his length and felt him grow even more beneath my touch. My sex clenched with need as the anticipation grew. He stepped closer, removing all space between us. I closed my eyes as his lips found my neck. He placed soft endless kisses along my nape as I stroked his arousal. I leaned into him, moaning as his tongue swept softly across my neck. He scooped me up and gently placed me in the center of the bed.

He walked to the foot of the bed; his naked body was truly a sight to behold. His svelte muscular frame garnered all of my attention. People Magazine had it wrong … Aiden Raine was definitely the sexiest man alive. I took time to appreciate what I’d been missing, starting with his rounded shoulders and firm biceps. My eyes traveled along his chest to his pecks; I couldn’t wait to trace my hands over them. I grazed over his torso, stopping at the tight band of flesh on his abdomen that led to a well-defined v-shaped muscle. His body was a sexual assault on my senses; an erogenous overload yielding violent pulses from an extremely eager Virginia.

I bit my lip, watching him as he placed his hands on either side of my legs. His biceps flexed as he leaned forward, their tone and definition accented by the thick veins coursing down his forearms. He placed his palms on my ankles and lowered his head to kiss the top of each foot. He moved slowly upward, planting soft kisses on my legs. He gently pushed my legs apart and I wanted to scream … this was torture at its best. I moaned deeply as he bestowed sweet kisses along my inner thighs. He moved closer to my sex and settled comfortably between my legs. His fingers were on my sex spreading me open as he blew on the wet flesh. I squirmed, eager to feel the warmth of his tongue. He gently rubbed his fingers over my sex and planted a soft lingering kiss on my lips, his tongue teasing as he kissed.

“Mmmmm.” I moaned, as my hands found his head.

His lips covered my clit and he lightly sucked the sensitive bud. He flicked his tongue on the extreme tip and suctioned and I convulsed as the gentle sting of his teeth on my clit pulled me to my orgasm. He continued sucking as my body trembled uncontrollably, releasing my lust for him. He licked deeply inside my * taking my juices, making them his.

I wanted him inside me. I reached for him as he moved his body over mine. He grabbed my wrists in one hand, placing them together above my head as he settled on my neck; his fingers sliding in and out of my *. I whimpered endlessly as he reduced my body to a limp mass beneath his skilled touch.

“I want to make love to you Aria. I want you to feel everything I’m feeling.”

His erection was hard against my thigh. He placed his knee between my legs spreading them farther apart; I felt his manhood at the entrance of my sex. He looked down at me and I saw the depth of his feelings, the ravenous desire he had for me; it echoed my own. He moved the head of his cock up and down the wet slit and slowly slid inside me. His eyes were focused on me, absorbing my reaction to the fullness of him. Fuck, he was so big and so f*cking hard. I cried out as he pushed in deeper. I peered into his smoldering green eyes and our connection was as immediate as it was intense. He lowered his head to meet my lips. His mouth molding into mine, it was a slow tango of lips and tongue. He moved his mouth to my cheek, leaving a trail of kisses down to my neck, reaching my breast. He clutched my nipple between his teeth and I arched into his mouth as he moved in and out of me. The unfamiliar feel of the soft penetrating plunges into my essence was as deep as it was emotional. I could feel the depth of his connection to me with each slow push of his manhood into my tightening walls. He pushed forward and stilled. I shuttered as my orgasm started to take root. He began grinding slowly stretching me making me feel with his body what he conveyed with his eyes. He kissed me softly on the lips.